Page 108 of Handle Me

Madeline is not pleased.

“The Bishops aren’t dog people.”

She had given me until the weekend to find him a new home or move onto the street with him.

I don’t know how you’re still living there.

Well, that wasn’t the suggestion I was hoping for. Three more dots appeared as he typed.

So, I got a puppy?

I breathed a sigh of relief and patted the dog’s head. “Daddy’s in.”

You’re going to love him.

NOVEMBER

Your Highness: You ready for the bonfire?

Boss: I thought you were joking about that.

I never joke about arson, boss.

We’re really going to have a bonfire?

I already have the wood.

I know you do.

Dirty.

Wait, do you even celebrate Bonfire night? Or are you too American?

I’m not answering that.

Burning effigies it is.

Every girl’s dream date. See you in a few hours. Love you.

DECEMBER

Your Highness: At the risk of sounding cheesy, all I want for Christmas is you.

In nothing but a bow.

Under my Christmas tree.

Boss: That’s doable.

You’re doable.

On Christmas morning.

Anders...

I will reenact a scene from Love Actually daily until you say yes.

...I’ll figure something out. Stand down.